The Idiot's Guide to Diving in Puducherry aka Pondicherry

Yep, gluttony makes all the difference between a good dive and a great dive. The
diver’s mark of honour is to come back with a fairly full tank and certainly
not to hit 70 PSI or below. I unfortunately tanked my tank of air faster than my buddies. No points for guessing how I down my margarita. Ah well que sara sara, there's always a next time to kick butt!

Pre-Dive Check: Bengali Women Really Are Fabulous

Anyway, after
guzzling air, flapping around in what I hoped was my graceful mermaid best, dodging
other equally clunky divers, and generally behaving like Colonel Haathi’s brigade (Jungle Book reference for topicality and
what our instructor Kush wittily labels all Open Water folk) I sulked around
hiding my pressure gauge.

Of course my
fantafabulous instructors at Temple Adventures knew, and sportingly shared
their stories of their first dives and returning with near empty tanks in no
time. I am dead sure they made it up and for all I know they have gills under
their ears. The folk at Temple charge a bit extra for
PADI OPEN WATER certification and that extra +3K probably covers charm.
Those guys are positively disarming!

It took me four
dives ranging from 12 metres to 18 meters and a bumpy ST bus back to Chennai (from
Pondicherry) with two vexing lecherous sorts on the adjacent seat for the straw
revelation to hit me.So here I was
sleeping after telling off aforesaid randy sort, when I received a rather
inopportune crack on the head – the thought struck me with all the force of a
ST bus abruptly braking at a 100+ kms/hr. It felt like I had discovered the
holy grail! To give Sid our instructor his due he did suggest straw breathing in
passing but clearly I was carrying my stringent convent school childhood
training of staring attentively whilst zoning out. So the significance of that
statement drifted past me like a lazy Manta Ray.

I spent the rest
of the bus ride to Chennai practicing my straw breathing and it worked, I was
never out of breath or exhausted. And I was no longer gulping for air. Maybe I
can apply it to running?! Meditation? Hmm…possibilities, possibilities.

Bags (Kits) are packed, ready to go, standing outside Temple's door

So in a nutshell what constitutes a PADI OPEN WATER
COURSE at Temple Adventures.

·Getting there: Flew from Mumbai to Chennai (Indigo roundtrip) on an awesome deal, Cost: 4K roundtrip (ahem defence discount). And then
cabbed it down one way (Cost: Rs 2500/- for all three - guest house Le Cyng's Bala organized it). Return ST Non-AC (Do not ask but cooler than the cab) cost us barely Rs 300/- each.

·Best Season: Apparently this was the best season
according to the famous Aravind (partner and soul of Temple Adventure and after
whom Aravind’s Wall is named). We did not quite luck out and visibility remained stubbornly at 5-8 meters however we had better visibility on Day 3 at Temple Reef.

·Schedule: Get there at 6:30AM if you want
breakfast. For more detailed day-to-day
ramblings + the travails and travels of the terrific trio, click here (COMING SOON)

·What do I get at the end of the course: The PADI Open Water Certification that enables you to dive up to 18 metres (abt 60 feet) anywhere in
the world with a buddy of course – duh! Regular fun dives for non-qualified
folk and non-swimmers is btw 8 metres to 12 metres max. As a certified diver
you also get access to material uploaded on the Scuba PADI community and can
check out e-manuals and e-books. Essentially you get a log in for life, a temp
certificate via email and the final card in a month (hopefully).

·Instructors: Rockstar Sid for being our calm,
chilled-out and completely hands-on instructor (literally, he had to keep a
firm grip on us drifting divers desperately aiming for zero buoyancy) and inspirational
Kush who had the patience of a Buddha – he was unbelievable, I sure would not
have had 1/10th the patience with me. A special shout out to Das for
patiently replying to all my gazillion mails and to Xavier for being funny! Sid
wishing you oodles of luck in all that you do, Kush keep finding gorgeous spots
and a big hi to the fantastic, fabulous ‘Bengali woman’ and Xav get a notebook dude +
Roopmati says hi. Aravind hope to see you and your lovely family in Mumbai when
you zip off to Kamshet -the baby sitting offer holds!

·What did we see:

oAt 12 metres fish and live
coral such as fan coral and whip coral but visibility was pretty bad on day 1 so
that was a bit of a bummer. But the drills and exercises underwater anyway kept
us busy. My pet nemesis of clearing the mask (I had lost a lens in Lakshdaweep
eons ago on a discover scuba dive) was overcome. But that did not stop me from
losing a rubber band in every single dive. If you spot a black band when you
dive in the Bay, that would be mine.

oAt 18 metres the dive was at
the incredible TEMPLE REEF and it was absolutely worth every penny we spent.
Not much coral but the sightings were beyond belief, nothing had prepared me
for the scope of the entire project. Hats off to Aravind and team for
constructing this – complete and utter respect! As for the fish life – let’s
just say you can spot 100+ varieties and me being no fish expert I pored through
the guides later and figured I saw shoals and shoals of Giant Trevally, Groupers, Humbug Damsels, Longfish Bannerfish, Angelfish, Powderblue Surgeonfish, Bluestreak Cleaner Wrass, Snappers and heaps more. Sid also got us to hold this adorable Coral Branded Cleaner Shrimp but that was the time I was hitting the red zone so I was looking more at my pressure gauge than the cute critter.

Fell head over heels with this one high up on a dilapidated building

oWhat we did not see: Most of
Pondicherry since we were busy in sessions from 6AMto 9PM. Spare an extra day for Auroville and
other sights that you can actually entervis-à-vis jogging past ‘em as we did. We saw the churches and temples
and Ashram all on our run early in the morning but we did manage to explore the
complete French sector and went Banksy art spotting until I spotted one signed Tona...damn.

oAbout Temple Reef: It is this incredible artificial
reef created using materials such as rocks, palm fronts, iron bar cages,
Aarvind’s dad’s old car chassis and a scooter. I believe there were a few
cycles around as well but I am not too sure if I spotted that or the scooter.
We saw the cage, the ill-fated bottle garden (did not quite work out the way
they wanted it to) and the car. Anyway the idea is for fish to congregate and
congregate they did with a vengeance!!! I felt a bit like a villager visiting
the big city for the first time, I didn’t know which way to look!

Is it #Banksy. Is it #NotBanksy? No it's #BanksyFan

·Stay: As I said the folk at Temple Adventure
are really helpful and hooked me up with some addresses ranging from super
reasonable to super splashy boutique heritage hotels. We being the chindi sort, opted for the most
reasonable at Le Cyng Blanc (Bookings +91 9944204935, +91 9944060735). Being a French
ignoramus, I never dared to pronounce the name of the establishment but Bala’s
guest house got me by nicely. Owner Bala is an absolute gem. Highly
recommended. He was really helpful and the best part –the guest house is barely
half a minute away from Temple Adventure which is great when you have to get to
the dive centre at 630am. Psst Bala lots of luck with the Kerala venture!!! I will definitely trot by again, had a wonderful stay, thanks a bunch for everything from hospital recommendations to restaurant references. Cost: For the three of us in one spacious room with three
beds we shelled out just Rs 1500 (with AC and 24X&7 access to a well
equipped kitchen + free WI-FI).

Could this be it?

·Food: If I got Rs 100 for every restaurant we
chose to eat at I would be pretty darned rich. We eventually ended up eating at
just three because Ash decided to fall scarily sick, we barely slept and we
ended up cooking most meals at the guest house because we were too tired to
head out -

oBaker Street – Absolutely
delicious and great French breads and salads. A study in contradictions, the
name is Queen’s English (Sherlock Holmes anyone), the music was Indian classic,
the walls had Geisha styled art and the staff spoke French. But the food was
worth it!Five stars! Cost: Approx Rs 300/- basis your appetite. But definitely not more than Rs 500/-

Umami’s Kitchen –
The
only reason we went there was because it was ladies night free drinks. Since I
quit alcohol, I asked them for the same thing minus the booze and they said it
would be chargeable! Patiently explained how no alcohol makes it a cheaper
option. They eventually got it. Slightly pricey but absolutely divine prawns in
coconut batter and fish filet with a teeny tiny portion of salad that might
have looked appetizing under a microscope. Cost: The girls got free booze but still worked out to about Rs 300 per person and we just had starters.

Jungle Code - Not Banksyesque but nice!

oSatsanga – Overrated and frightful service. Food so-so. Real bummer because this was to be
our ‘We are certified so let’s dress up and eat out’ night on the town. Worse,
no one saw us all dressed up either. Cost: Approx Rs 500/- basis your appetite. Real downer, so not worth it but the ambiance was nice if you ignored the blood leaching mosquitoes.

oThela walla amma
across the drain that is rather imaginatively called a canal – Friendly, interesting wall art that made
for a great photo opportunity, cute scamps who became my friends, an
accommodating garbage dump for additional flavour and divine biryani which was
apparently overpriced according to Nischal (Potential dive master and soon to
be marine archaeologist) who says one ought not to pay more than Rs 60 per
plate. Cost: We paid Rs 90 and this despite me knowing Tamil and Ash knowing French. Man, we are suckers for cute men.

Mellowdrama always attracts the right sort of men @Amma's Thela across the drain picturesquely called canal

oRest of the time
–
At home courtesy Sulbha’s ready mix upma and amazing Dalia ready mix creations
+ Maggie + bread and fab cheese + my inspired mushroom cheese creation. Not to
mention mooching off Bala’s guest Deepesh who was a mean cook and an impromptu
party that saw the biryani, paneer, beer and kababs flowing. Cost: Sulbha bata do, but the day I did grocery shopping, it barely cost us Rs 300 (Panner, Corn, Mushrooms, Veggies)oMedical Care:Yeah we experienced that too as Ash got
frightfully sick. We believe she might have sampled the turbid, swamp water swimming
pool as a hors d'oeuvre. We had to rush her to the hospital at 1
AM (Special shout out to Vineet, Bala and Aravind for helping us out). New Medical Centre near Temple Dives
was not exactly anything to write home about. When we reached there, they were
facing a water crisis of their own and we had to wade through a few inches to
get to the reception. It was a bit unnerving to be treated by someone
practically half our age at 1AM at night but she was great. She injected Ash,
gave her meds and packed her home. Next day our girl was fresh as a daisy! Cost: Just Rs 150 for a consultation, I thought it was a printing error. Meds and stuff extra.SOME PICS FROM TEMPLE REEF: Totally depends on visibility: Pics (C) Xavier Panangadon

FOOTNOTE - Abusing underwater and diver camaraderieNow that will get a special mention in my follow up day to day diaries with sketches. Divers are just so chilled out! Everyone is a buddy and everyone hangs out. Oh and yes you CAN say ***head and WTF along with more critical "out of breath", "what's your gauge reading" signals. Plus fish have their own signals e.g. Grouper is groper and well others not really meant for public consumption. Stay posted for a follow-up with a blow-by-blow (pun unintended) description of what really goes into a scuba diving trip@Pondi.